Zhou Tianyang looked at the communications officer on his left.

He said it with certainty.

"The New 2nd Regiment annihilated the 107th Regiment of the 31st Infantry Brigade of the Japanese 109th Division on the gentle slope south of Lugu Valley."

"Regimental Commander Koichi Abe has been killed, and the regimental command system has been destroyed."

"In this battle, more than 3,000 enemy soldiers were killed, and a number of weapons, equipment and supplies were captured. The specific figures will be reported separately after the inventory is completed."

"Our casualties are limited, we are currently clearing the battlefield, and the troops are in good condition."

He paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

"Tell the brigade commander that if the brigade headquarters has any new operational plans, orders can be issued at any time, and the new 2nd Regiment can be deployed to new battles at any time."

The messenger nodded vigorously, memorizing every word Zhou Tianyang said. He then saluted and turned to run north.

Zhou Tianyang turned to another correspondent.

"Go to the regimental headquarters and report to the political commissar that you are safe."

His tone softened slightly compared to before.

But it still carried that unquestionable certainty.

"Tell the political commissar that the battle is over and the Japanese regiment has been completely annihilated."

"Although there have been casualties among the soldiers, the overall situation is under control."

"The troops are cleaning up the battlefield and will withdraw from the position and return to their base before dark."

"Don't worry about it, Political Commissar."

The messenger nodded vigorously, took the words to heart, and then turned and ran in another direction.

Zhou Tianyang stood there, watching the two messengers disappear at two different bends in the mountain road.

Then he slowly withdrew his gaze.

After a while.

Zhou Tianyang found a rock and sat down.

He sat in silence for a while.

His gaze fell on the soldiers in the distance who were cleaning up the battlefield.

Everything is proceeding smoothly.

Zhou Tianyang silently recited a sentence in his mind.

"system."

[Host, I am here. 】

A gentle female voice echoed in my mind.

"Open my properties panel."

The properties panel is now open.

The moment the words fell.

The familiar transparent light screen slowly unfolded in his mind.

All the data were clearly displayed before my eyes.

[Host: Zhou Tianyang]

Age: 20

[Position: Commander of the 2nd New Regiment, 386th Brigade, 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army]

[Physical condition: Human limits]

Strength: S-rank

Speed: S-class

Endurance: S-level

Reaction: S grade

Recovery ability: S-rank

【Skill:】

Intermediate Firearms Proficiency (Upgradeable)

Basic Combat Mastery (Upgradeable)

Beginner Japanese (upgrades available)

【arms:】

M1C Garand semi-automatic sniper rifle (with M84 optical sight)

Current points: 348822

[Host's Overall Evaluation:]

Individual combat capability: S+ level

Tactical command ability: Level B (Needs improvement)

Zhou Tianyang's gaze lingered on the points section.

348,822 points.

Afterwards, Zhou Tianyang silently calculated the amount in his mind.

In other words, today's battle...

He earned nearly 80,000 points.

Eighty thousand points.

Colonel Koichi Abe is worth 10,000.

They also killed two lieutenant colonels, each worth five thousand, which adds up to ten thousand.

And that major is worth three thousand.

Three second lieutenants, two hundred each, six hundred in total.

Those lieutenants, sergeants, corporals, and machine gunners, together numbered at least two or three thousand.

And today he sniped at least a hundred Japanese soldiers, five points each, which is more than five hundred points.

In total, he earned over 20,000 points from the Japanese soldiers he killed.

As the commander-in-chief, he annihilated a Japanese regiment of more than 3,000 men.

The system determined that his contribution to the campaign and his strategic impact were both very high.

This reward is worth at least 50,000 points.

Zhou Tianyang let out a long sigh of relief.

More than 348,000 points, plus the spoils from today's battle.

The new second regiment will not have to worry about equipment and resources in the short term.

Zhou Tianyang shifted his gaze from the points balance to the overall evaluation section.

Tactical command ability: Level B (to be improved).

This assessment has followed him since the very beginning of the formation of the new Second Regiment and remains unchanged to this day.

The system's evaluation of him was much stricter than he had expected.

However, he could understand.

In this era.

There are too many differences between commanding a newly formed regiment in an ambush and commanding a brigade or even a division in a large-scale campaign.

What he has accumulated now is more tactical experience.

However, a strategic vision and overall perspective still require more experience.

Zhou Tianyang closed the attribute panel.

Let's turn our attention back to the soldiers who are busy at work in the distance.

An hour later.

"Wenlong".

He shouted, not loudly, but loud enough to carry.

Zhao Wenlong ran quickly over from the rear of the position.

"Commander."

"How's the inventory of the seized supplies going?"

"That's about it."

Zhao Wenlong wiped the sweat from his forehead, his tone filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"I just did a rough count, and there are two thousand Type 38 rifles alone, dozens of Type 99 light machine guns, and more than twenty Type 92 heavy machine guns."

"Not to mention the ammunition, there are hundreds of thousands of bullets alone."

"And the Japanese infantry guns, although two of them were damaged by our mortars, the remaining two are still usable."

Zhou Tianyang nodded, his gaze falling on the pile of supplies.

Two thousand Type 38 rifles, dozens of light machine guns, more than twenty heavy machine guns, hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition, and two usable infantry guns.

The captured supplies are enough to arm another regiment.

"Organize these supplies, take what you can use, and destroy what you can't use on the spot."

Zhou Tianyang withdrew his gaze, his tone calm and resolute.

"OK."

Zhao Wenlong turned and walked towards the pile of supplies.

Zhou Tianyang stood there watching his back walk away, then glanced at the distance again.

The sun is about to set.

Some of the soldiers who were busy at work had already completed their tasks and were gathering to prepare for evacuation.

Some are still doing the final finishing touches.

"Attention all battalions!"

"Prepare for evacuation!"

"Return to base before dark!"

The orders were passed down through the ranks, and the soldiers began to withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner.

The captured supplies were loaded onto mule carts, box by box.

Zhou Tianyang slung his sniper rifle over his shoulder and walked toward the group.

Zhao Wenlong ran over from the pile of supplies again.

"Commander, the supplies are almost loaded onto the trucks. We'll be able to finish packing in another twenty minutes."

Zhou Tianyang looked up at the sky.

"Speed ​​up."

Zhao Wenlong responded and turned to run back to organize the final loading work.

Zhou Tianyang walked in the middle of the group and glanced at the battlefield behind him.

Those lands plowed by artillery fire, those slopes still bearing the lingering smoke of gunpowder.

The corpses of Japanese soldiers being dragged into the ditch by the soldiers.

It's all over.

Zhou Tianyang withdrew his gaze and strode forward.

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